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aegyo - another story that i'm sure will hit big-time!
anyway, i didn't know that 'solemn wishes' was finished. i was like waiting for it for ages. haha.
CHAPTER THREE: Sakura's Sanctuary
"I wish I could give the world to you..!"
"Backstreet Boys." George replied with a roll of his eyes.
"I was just playing around." Sakura replied after she tried to sing.
"Playing." George pointed out what she just said. "You picked the right word. It would have been doubtful if you said you were singing." Sakura scowled.
Sakura and George are in a Japanese restaurant. They have been conversing for twenty minutes straight now while waiting for their meals to arrive.
Syaoran was also there.
"Stop teasing me." She playfully uttered. George just let out a feeble laughter.
Pretty soon, their meals arrived. The three of them began to have their lunch.
"Aaah…" She opened her mouth and George's spoon landed on her tongue. He just fed her. "Ok, try this one..!" She happily said as she held up her chopsticks and fed her boyfriend noodles.
"It's good." He casually complimented the food.
"I know!" She cheered and then she kissed him on his cheek.
Syaoran just minded his own business. He was seated comfortably, cross-legged. He holds his chopsticks with his right hand and his right elbow were resting on the table. His other free hand was holding up a magazine in front of his face.
He was chewing his food when he took a quick glance at the couple. He blinked and his gaze was back to the article in the magazine. He's just more interested on the pictures of the cars than the live couple nearby.
Unfussy.
"This is Tomoyo, right?" Her tone suddenly fell.
"Tomoyo Daidouji. How do you know her?" George asked after he took back the photo from Sakura's hands.
"I…" She smiled contentedly. "I just know her." She said while taking the final glance of the photo that is now being put back to her boyfriend's bag.
"She's one of the greatest Fashion Designers."
"I know."
"I worked with her once." George plainly told her after he took a sip of his drink.
"Work?" She asked. "Do you mean competing or something alike?"
"No." He slowly shook his head and continued focusing on his lunch. "I was asked to be a model that time. I was surprised I'll be modeling her designs."
"Ohh…" Her mouth formed an 'O' shape.
"In return, I'd be asking her to model my designs."
"When?"
"Soon."
"I'd like to meet her." Sakura smiled to her self and continued with her noodles.
He slightly chuckled. "You will." And then he took her right hand and kissed it. She showed appreciation by flashing him one of her sweetest smiles.
Syaoran kept on reading.
"I'm on my way…" It was almost 2pm and Syaoran was found driving while talking on someone through his cell phone. "Yeah… See you." He hanged up, tossed the cell phone on the passenger's seat and stepped on the gas. He's on his way to the mall.
Pretty soon, he arrived at their meeting spot a quarter past two. "Syaoran..!" Chidori glided towards him when he walked in front of Starbucks at the second floor of the mall.
"Hey..!" He grinned and his right hand crawled around her back while planting a peck on her cheek.
"Where were you? I've been waiting for quite a while." She said as they began walking.
"I had lunch with Sakura."
She pouted a bit. "Oh." She blinked thrice and added "Just you two..?"
No response.
"Syaoran!" She said loudly.
"Yeah?" He faced her.
"I asked you something..!" Her eyebrows were crossed.
"Sorry." He chuckled. "I was eying the Liquor shop." Then his hand rested on her shoulder. "What was that, babe?"
"Was it just you and Sakura?" She asked again.
"No." Then his eyes wandered off again. "Greg was there too."
"Greg? You mean George..!" She was beginning to get pissed because he wasn't paying much attention to her.
"Oh yeah. George. Whatever." And then he walked off to enter the Liquor store.
Chidori had one of her feet tapping on the floor; her arms were crossed upon her chest; and her face was visible with bitterness. She just waited outside the store; she didn't bother to go in.
"I got Tequila..!" Syaoran walked out of the store after ten minutes. He lifted the bottle to show it to his girlfriend. "You wanna try it? It's good!" She kept silent and just glared at him. "This is my favorite. It's good, I swear! Even Sakura likes it!" She still didn't say a word. "Oh… What's with the face, babe?" He once again rested his arm on her shoulders. "Let's go somewhere you wanna go, alright?"
Her hand crawled around his back and replied "I'd gladly appreciate that." And then they began walking off again.
They strolled around the mall and Syaoran didn't mind the gawks he receives every now and then. He isn't a model in any magazine but in their University, he's a superstar. Ninety-six percent of the school population recognizes him. Girls envy his girlfriends. But whatever envy that may be, it can never be compared to how envious they all are with his 'best friend' and they can't even believe that she is just a 'best friend' because if you ask anyone, they look like a married couple.
Some may even reckon that that 'best friend' relationship with Sakura brings bad luck to his romantic relationships.
"What a cute doll!" Chidori's arm stretched out and she pointed the sixty inch mannequin staring through the transparent glass wall. It has bleached blonde hair matched with cornflower blue eyes. She wore a white dress and a pair of blue sandals. She holds a sketch pad and a purple pencil.
Chidori walked closer to it. She read her name. "Naminé."
"It costs too much for a doll." Syaoran walked in beside her.
"How'd you know?" She looked up to him.
He stared at Naminé's blue eyes. "Bought one for Sakura." Sakura discovered Naminé at the Doll Store in front of Syaoran's house ten months ago. When it was gone, she cried for days; crying out that she can no longer see it everyday like she used to. And then when Syaoran was shopping for something one day at the mall, he spotted a similar Naminé doll at this store and bought it for her. She was happy for months.
"…Ohh…" Chidori frowned and bit her lip.
"It costs too much; I won't be buying another one of those." He reached in his pocket for his cell phone and checked if he has some unread messages.
"Why?" She forced a smile. "You gone broke?" She teased him as she watches him put back his cell phone in his jean pocket.
"No." He kept a straight cocky face. "Money doesn't grow on trees, that's what."
"But you still bought one for Sakura." Her frown was back on her face.
"…Yeah."
She took a slight deep breath. "And you can't get one for your girlfriend…"
"Well…" He ran his hand through his brown hair. "C'mon… It's just plastic molded into something pretty…" he pointed the doll again "and fabric sewn in all crafty ways… Tch."
She took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Fine." She doesn't want to lose him, does she? "Let's go now… Shall we?" She took his hand and led him away from the Doll Store.
Before they knew it, the couple found themselves walking in the parking area. "Where are we going?" Chidori asked as the two of them spotted Syaoran's car between a van and a motorcycle.
"It's getting dark, wanna go to my place?" He asked randomly as he brings out his car keys from his jean pocket.
She went uneasy as she watches him. "W-what are we going to do there?"
"Hmm…" He inserted the key into the car keyhole. He turned it and the car automatically unlocked. He lifted his chin and mischievously glanced at her. "I don't know… Do you have any ideas?" His smile steadied on his lips.
She bit her lip. "I'm not so sure…"
He opened the car door "We just have to find out when we get there then." He winked at her and then he stepped inside.
After an hour…
"I think Fuutie will be arriving in Japan any time next week." A twenty-four year old girl was talking in the living room of the Li Mansion. She was talking to her boyfriend about her second eldest sister Fuutie who is twenty-six years old.
'BAG!' The front door was slammed hard.
"Shiefa, somebody just came in the house." Her boyfriend had his eyes widened in surprise.
"Oh dear…" Wei, the butler, came strolling by the front door to check if there were destroyed parts.
Shiefa simply looked behind and her eyes immediately caught the girl running from the front door towards the staircase. "Oh, that's Sakura. She's my little brother's best friend."
"She's crying." The guy said; concern was visible in his tone. "Do you think we should-"
"Oh no." Shiefa casually waved her hand.
"This isn't a new thing." Wei uttered as he walks by.
"Really?" Her boyfriend faced her again after he listened to Wei. Shiefa just nodded with a cheery smile.
Upstairs…
"HE'S CHEATING ON ME!" Sakura burst in Syaoran's bedroom.
Syaoran was wearing a black sleeveless shirt and he was on the bed; on top of Chidori. He was kissing her neck when his best friend showed up at his door.
Chidori got pissed.
Sakura's tears kept on flowing as she runs off to Syaoran's closet room. He moved his body away from his girlfriend and stepped off the bed. He casually walked over to his mirror and began fixing his hair.
Chidori got more pissed.
After a couple of seconds, Sakura exited his closet room and handed Syaoran a brown leather jacket. He took it and they left.
Chidori couldn't believe what just happened. She had her arms folded upon her chest and hoped that her boyfriend would go back for her in the next minute.
She hoped right- he returned.
"I'll tell Wei to fix you some dinner. Eat up and don't wait for me. I'll be back." And then he disappeared again. A pillow hit the bedroom door after he closed it. Chidori was angry.
Twenty minutes have passed. Under the nighttime sky, there stood three people at the side of the parking lot of a bar- a male friend of George, named Arashi, is playing in a gig tonight.
"I wasn't cheating!" George vociferated at Sakura who stared at him sternly.
"Oh! Caressing isn't cheating FOR YOU?" She retaliated. She had her fists firmly steadied upon her hips.
"I was asking her to be my model. It is how I do it..!"
"No, you weren't!" She threw her hands in the air. "Miwako told me you already have loads of models!" Miwako is one of George's female friends; she's also Arashi's girlfriend.
"So? Does it hurt to have one more?" George asked irritatingly.
Then went off a female voice "George, honey, let's go!" A tall girl with long black hair waved from afar.
Sakura glared at him. "I can explain." George said.
Syaoran walked over to George and grabbed his shirt. "I've seen enough." He hissed and then he threw him away. Syaoran went for him again and 'BAG!', a heavy punch landed on George's face. "C'mon Saks…" He said and he turned his back on him. He went straight off to his car. "And oh yeah…" he added "you guys are over. No questions asked."
"Why do you GET TO DECIDE?" George shouted at him.
Syaoran faced him again and pointed him. "I said NO- QUESTIONS- ASKED!"
Sakura shot George a final glare and stepped in the car with Syaoran.
Syaoran parked in front of his house. He stepped off the car, looking pissed. His right hand dove in his jean pocket and called his girlfriend. "Chidori..!" He called her by her first name when she answered her cellular phone. "Where are you? In my bedroom or in the living room?"
"I'm in your living room!" She answered from the other line. "Where are you?" She asked. She doesn't sound so angry anymore. She was just happy that he returned.
"I'm outside. Go out. I'm taking you home." He told her and closed the flipper of his phone.
Syaoran leaned his buttocks upon his car door as he waits for her. After a few seconds, she showed up by his front door and went jogging down his extra large lawn. "Hi!" She greeted happily when she arrived on the spot in front of him.
"Ok hi. Go in." He said plainly. He didn't mind where she went off; he just stepped back inside his car.
She circled the car and aimed to sit at the passenger's seat but she stopped soon when she found out the seat was already taken. And so, pissed once again, she took the back seat.
"See what happens when you don't listen to me?" Syaoran's voice was the only thing heard in the car. It has been seven minutes of car ride with only his lecturing. Sakura leaned in closer the dashboard and turned on the radio.
He turned it off. "But you're always the one who tells me to settle down..!" She exclaimed.
"NOT with metro sexual men!"
Her face got bitter and bit her lip "…Well..!"
He let out a groaning sigh. After a few seconds, he said "No more blue haired men for you…or any shade that belongs to the primary colors." He, then, pulled his best friend closer to him and he planted a kiss on her forehead.
They were good.
Except for Chidori.
END OF CHAPTER
Author's Notes: Award me with free reviews please..!
Naminé from Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories; Kingdom Hearts 2
Arashi, Miwako and Yukari from Paradise Kiss
